Khris P Kream - We Gucci lyrics

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Khris P Kream - We Gucci lyrics

[Cartoons] [Verse 1: Seaan Brooks] First off!! Never trust a b**h! Amy with them xannys Had a young n***a poppin sh** Man I'm not high f** it I'll pop some more Pop one more two more I still think that I'm popping four I'm feeling low f** it I need that drink Mix my sh** with promethazine And I'm a need my pink Sprite added I'm mixing lean Arab give me a loosey For a bean And I'm a need a T All black, now I'm crispy Hop in the pa**enger and it's off to the destination We bumping Licks My team in the back Pretty chick in the driver seat cruising no looking back f** that ain't no looking back Past is the past and the future we on Light drink, dark drink young n***as on Red light green light young n***as gone Shoutout to the kream team we do bout it bout it Step in the function with my n***as just to get kicked up out it [Hook] Rolling with some bad hoes And it's all gravy we gucci Pull a bottle out her bag my n***a that's louie So low I can high give the devil chilling in his Prada Man I wish a n***a would stop us man I wish a n***a would stop us. (2x) [Verse 2] Two am Team no sleep Bumping Adel in the whip Course we be rolling deep She want someone like me But that's unlikely boo Cause ain't no n***a on my level (Who can f** with you?) b**h no one I'm on pills and codeine feeling like the ocean What's that mean I'm wavy as f** Trying to find something to float on Oh she wet I'm in her dreams playing Freddy But she scratch me up Trey Songz comes on Jeans come off Get head and tail like a f**ing coin toss Flex you out Stretch you out Let me see what that mouth about Let me see what that head about Shout out to the fine girls that be bout it bout it And f** them ratchet a** hoes who they bring around us [hook] [Verse 3 Ugly Frank] Old b**h look like Kim K New b**h look like Kim K Cocaine in that gum line And she take a sniff off that big plate Big boys and we big blaze Big whips and them big chains Big fire in that big blunt And I been high for line ten day Wrist piece feel like ten k Neck piece feel like ten k All up on me n***a sh** I'm ignorant but y'all been paid f**ing this b**h in rari Running this b**h like I'm Garvey Gargoyle no Gambino Pacino Don't get to comfy Comfortably I kick back I want big stack when them stacks is high b**h made and your b**h ask That's a slick was to get frankafide Threw the b**h in my ankaline Threw the b**h on my paper line Use the b**h like I knew the b**h And I threw the b**h in that waiting line Line them up and I'll knock them down Down to ride when you not in town Round the word is you love the b**h But I f** the b**h you not in town Town to town the clique knock it down Sandlot and we run it Got your hoe all on my dick and her homegirl on my brother When I Stretch you out Stretch you out Let me see what that neck do Let me see what that head about n***as trip off in this party What that red about Dog I just f**ed that b**h you care about [Hook]

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